The elves' bows and arrows were too weak, and Xu Zhila threw them out less than two hundred meters, but he didn't expect that someone would be hit by such a casual shot.

"It's Siddyson's voice, this guy finally doesn't have to fake sound."

"Catch that guy."

"Let them lose money to ransom people."

"But it's useless for us to take the money, or shoot him."

The jungle forces suddenly became chaotic, and not long after, a guy in a gray robe with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek appearance was escorted over.

"It's not fair, you guys shoot indiscriminately, our battle is over, it's not fair."

The gray robe showed a mouth full of fangs, and the male duck muttered loudly for a while, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, but he was lying in the distance, his body was close to the ground, and the gray ground and his gray robe were easy to confuse his vision.

"Vampires?"

Looking at the two slightly longer fangs in the other party's mouth, Xu Zhi thought for a long time, this guy's appearance is slightly similar to the vampires in Tiger Mountain, but it can't be compared with those noble vampires in Hexis Castle, and it doesn't look like the same species at all.

"Yes, I'm a noble vampire, and you should let me go so we can have another fair duel."

Siddison raised his head and roared, and the two fangs began to slowly extend out.

"Vampires should be burned to death," one elf shouted.

"Wait, I'm a bat, bat, squeak, you listen to me, I'm an animal, you jungle should accept me, love me, protect me."

Siddison quibbled, but his words were useless, the centaurs dragged a thorny vine, he was quickly tied up, Xu Zhi's arrow was nailed to his periosteum under his ribs, and the entire wing membrane was pierced, no wonder this guy didn't escape, he couldn't fly.

In terms of bondage, these creatures in the jungle can probably reach the level of art, and the whole vine is tied down, and it does not stab Siddison, but if Siddison struggles, those barbed hooks will not hesitate to pierce his **.

"Ah, human, thank you so much for your help, your archery is simply top-notch," Centaur Commander Cyron exclaimed.

"Human, I swear to you that I am not at odds, oops, it hurts ......"

Sidison muttered, and as soon as he struggled, the barbs on the vines immediately pierced his body.

"Humans, let's try our hand at archery and see who is better," Pearl said happily, the little round face was the leader of the long-eared elves.

"Young man, what's your name, come and be a guest in our Xiwa Village, we dwarves welcome the strong, and everyone can drink together."

A red-bearded dwarf stepped forward, the leader of the dwarven team, and was the first to show some kindness to Xu Zhi.

With no conflict between the two sides and some events promoting exchanges, the ceremonial ring played a good role, and Xu Zhi was warmly welcomed by the natives since entering the ruins.

"Grandpa Jim, humans should go to our elven village, he is not good at striking iron, and he is not good at drinking, but he can draw a bow."

"Pearl-sama, can't you call me Little Jim? I'm only sixty-seven years old, and you're ninety-eight years old. ”

"That being said, heck, it's going to take two years before they reach adulthood."

The red-bearded dwarf and the round-faced pearl are a little confused about the concept of age and title, which makes Xu Zhi confused, after all, in the new world, adulthood is not so late, like Jeris and Assi, they are only fourteen or fifteen years old, although they are a little **, but they are said to be considered adults.

Perhaps, the way they count their age is different, Xu Zhi shook his head and decided that he didn't want to do this.

"Young humans, welcome to our gathering place, we are all good at using spears, and we must have had a good exchange."

Centaur Commander Chiron also sent an invitation to Xu Zhi, these three are from different races and different villages, which makes Xu Zhi very annoyed, he hasn't even thought about visiting anyone, he wants to get some heaven and earth vitality first.

"Kill the Dead, Kill the Dead ......"

Xu Zhi shouted loudly, and under the inexplicable eyes of the jungle creatures, he ran away.

"Kill the Dead, Kill the Dead" Siddison learned two sentences in a good way, and as soon as he opened his legs, he was immediately dragged back by the dwarves.

"It's not fair, why can he just leave if he shouts this slogan......"

Siddison was indignant, and then a rag was stuffed into his mouth, and the vampire who called for justice finally shut his mouth.

"What a strange human being."

"It's rare to be more aggressive than we are to deal with the undead."

"Go back, the barren land is so annoying, I can't stand the smell of this land, give this guy to the elders, we can be regarded as meritorious."

"Oh, he ran away with my bow."

The mixed army of centaurs, dwarves, and elves called it a day, and of course, the elves who lost their bows were a little depressed, dragging heavy steps and following at the end of the group, and their figures looked a little lonely.

The New World is different from the Old World in many ways, but there may also be consensus on some aspects, such as the management of the undead.

With Sidison being escorted away, Xu Zhi felt that the undead creatures he had controlled before had a tendency to become wild monsters again, and they were unconscious, and only with their instinctive skeletons, the ghosts were quite easy to deal with, which was an experience that should not be missed.

After running for nearly a kilometer and crossing two small dirt slopes, Xu Zhi finally discovered the undead creatures led by Siddison.

At this moment, these undead creatures were hiding under a low wood, the skeletons and skeleton archers seemed very calm, standing quietly in place one by one, motionless, like sculptures, and the ghosts threw their heads to play, only the half-cut skeleton monster covered in black cloth floated in the air, looking to the left from time to time, and to the right from time to time.

"A lot of harvest."

Xu Zhi sighed slightly, he counted a little, a total of eighty-three skeletons, twelve ghosts, and a special point of ancient era rags, if you can clean it up, this is a good experience.

The tattered was a name given by the centaur commander Chron, and Xu Zhi had to kill the other party to know the name, so he grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it casually.

"Bang"

The small stone made a dull noise on the skeleton's head, and the skeleton that was beaten slowly turned its head, the green soul fire in its eyes floated up and down, and after a little look, it turned its head back again.

In the face of this pile of undead creatures, the stone-throwing and asking for directions didn't seem to help.

"So stupid"

Xu Zhi tilted his head and thought for a moment, quickly took out the longbow that had been blackened by the elf, and casually pulled out an arrow from a hedgehog backpack and put it on the bowstring.

He decided to try again.

An arrow shot out flat, and the skeleton that had been hit by the stone fell without saying a word, its head was shot directly by Xu, and the soul fire in its eye sockets became weaker and weaker.

"I actually gave a death order that I couldn't move, and I didn't even have instinct."

Xu Zhi was overjoyed, grabbed the relic spear and rushed forward.